Gates Of Tomorrow
(Gers, Harris, Dickinson)

Weaving a thread 'round your heart and your soul
Deceiving your eyes and delaying your goals
Ships in the night when they pass out of sight
Deliver their cargo of earthly delights
To the women and children the souls of the dead
I've opened their book and no mercy is shed
You want forgiveness and you want it cheap
I don't give redemption rewards for the meek

Suffering evil when you pay the price of fame
There isn't a god to save you if you don't save yourself
You can't blame a madman if you go insane
Give me the strength so I carry on
Trapped in the web, but I cut the threads, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, no mercy is shed, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, slaves to the dead, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, but I cut the threads, show you the gates of tomorrow
Suffering evil when you pay the price of fame
There isn't a god to save you if you don't save yourself
You can't blame a madman if you go insane
Give me the strength so I carry on
Trapped in the web, but I cut the threads, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, slaves to the dead, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, no mercy is shed, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, but I cut the threads, show you the gates of tomorrow
 
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